An Excerpt From 'To My Fallen Angel'
She behaved as if she didn't hear anything unusual and started to fidget with the white flower that I gave her. She snapped the petals of the flower one by one. Either she didn't like the flower or she didn't like the way I proposed her, I thought.
I may be the only fool in this world who might have proposed with a white flower.
I keenly observed her million dollar expression as she snapped the last petal of that flower.
She smiled; And that smile had it all. Unlike all romantic movies that I have seen I never expected that I would propose a girl without saying ‘I Love You’ or without giving a red rose.
"You didn't say anything?" I reminded her anxiously about my proposal.
